


Cliché Love

by TheBlueMiraculer



Category: Miraculous Ladybug
Genre: AU, Adrien doesn't get to go to school, Akumatized!Marinette, Chat Noir might not fall in love with Ladybug this time, F/M, Marichat, Marinette Is Not A Superhero AU, Poor little sunshine child, adrienette - Freeform, but then again he just might
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2017-01-10
Updated: 2017-02-15
Packaged: 2018-09-16 16:37:57
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 5
Words: 4,747
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9280253
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/TheBlueMiraculer/pseuds/TheBlueMiraculer
Summary: What if Marinette never received the earrings that changed her life? What if Adrien never convinced his father to let him go to school? But what if they met anyway? So many different questions could make up the plot for this fic, but I hope you all enjoy a good Cliché Love story ;)





	1. The Beginning

**Author's Note:**

> Heyo! Okay, so I've never posted anything here on AO3, but I have written stuff for the ML fandom before. This thing, however, is totally new, and I'm so excited to post it! I really hope you all like it :D

The first day of school was always bad, in Marinette's opinion. But this year really took the cake. She didn't think that rock monsters were native to Paris, France. But apparently they were, because one was attacking her school at that very moment. Luckily, everyone was sent home, so she was able to watch the unexpected visitor from the comfort of her bedroom. 

*I wonder how they're going to stop that thing,* she wondered worriedly, referring to the policemen. They were currently running around and shooting at it while trying not to get squashed, but it appeared that the more they hit it, the bigger it grew. *I hope no one gets hurt...*

But the weirdest thing was that it kept shouting one of her classmates' names. And it looked really angry, too. Its voice sort of sounded like-

"Ivan?!" she gasped in disbelief. "How the heck did Ivan turn into a rock monster?!"

She watched the villain's progress with renewed shock. Yet, now that she thought about it, Ivan had seemed upset about something Kim had said to him earlier in class. It obviously didn't explain the reason as to why he transformed into whatever he was now, but maybe it was a clue. Though, as far as she knew, nothing like this had ever happened before.

Something was wiggling around in her mind, something her mom had told her once, but she couldn't seem to grasp it. Maybe it was some sort of Chinese legend? Her mother used to tell her stories about Chinese myths and legends, and for some reason Ivan being turned into a rock monster reminded her of a vague memory, something involving black butterflies and a purple brooch. But that made no sense, so she simply shook it out of her head.

As she continued to watch the scene on her computer, a blur of red caught her attention as the camera focused on it. It was a girl about her age, wearing a red one-piece suit with black spots all over. A mask was plastered to her nervous-looking face, hiding her identity. A few seconds later, a tall, blond-haired boy dressed like a black cat jumped down beside her, also wearing a mask. But his bright green eyes looked like a cat's, immediately drawing her curiosity.

Almost as soon as he had arrived, the two newcomers jumped up to confront their city's attacker, though the ladybug girl had to be prodded by the cat boy. All throughout the fight, it seemed like the boy, Chat Noir, was doing most of the work, while Ladybug hung back and called out suggestions. Marinette was constantly worried for both of them, and was relieved when the fight ended and Ladybug fixed everything, even returning Ivan back to his normal self.

She ran downstairs, and her parents hugged her in relief. They had been even more worried than she had been, which she hadn't thought was possible but apparently was. And while she had gone up to her room, they had stayed in the living room to watch what was happening.

"Thank goodness it's finally over!" Sabine exclaimed. "I was so scared that everything was going to go wrong. It's a miracle that those two superheroes showed up! And just in time, too!"

"Yeah, they were awesome out there," Marinette agreed. "But my new friend, Alya, ran out there and was recording everything. If they keep coming back, then she'll keep going out there. I really hope she doesn't get hurt..."

"It'll be fine, sweetie," Tom assured her. "Ladybug and Chat Noir will keep her safe! And as for school, we haven't gotten a call from them yet, so I assume you won't have to go back today. But I'm pretty sure you'll get to go back tomorrow, so just be careful, okay?"

"Okay, Dad, I will," she confirmed with a smile.


	2. Lady Wifi

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Akumas are appearing more frequently, so everyone should have been used to them by now. But Marinette seems to get pretty shaken up about this one...

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Hey guys! I'm back! And with a longer chapter this time, I might add. I'm working on the next one, and it seems that it doesn't take me very long to write something when I want to see what happens just as much as you guys do. Enjoy!

A few weeks after the "Stoneheart" incident, it quickly became a well-known fact that akumas were increasingly common. During most of the fights, Marinette either followed Alya to make sure she didn't get hurt in her search for blog worthy videos or stayed at home watching the scene with her parents. And it was soon apparent that she had developed a crush on Chat Noir, which Alya said was normal, but told her not to count on anything happening.

*Yeah, like it'd actually go anywhere,* she thought sadly. *Why would a superhero go for someone like me?*

Of course, she never told Alya any of her slightly depressing thoughts, because she knew that her best friend would only deny them vehemently. The reason she liked Chat Noir was different than why most girls did, though. While they swooned at a glimpse of his dashing looks, she loved his kindness and generosity. The way he always took at least a few seconds to comfort the victim, no matter how much time he had left.

His taste in jokes and humor was somewhat appalling, she had to admit, but she was used to puns from what her dad liked to tell. And she did secretly find them funny. What could she say? They were in her blood! Heck, her own name was just one big pun. One she's always blamed her father for.

Another thing that drew her in was his sadness and loneliness. No one else seemed to really notice how his eyes lacked a certain light. They brightened whenever he jumped around Paris while fighting the akuma and talking to Ladybug, so maybe that's why nobody else cared to look a bit closer. But Marinette noticed. And she felt like she would've done anything to make him feel warm and loved.

The day Alya was akumatized scared Marinette out of her wits. When she realized that it was partially her fault, for not being there for her best friend, she was consumed by guilt just as much as fear. Then it became known that Alya, now Lady Wifi, was fighting the superhero duo at Le Grand Paris hotel. So she, against her better judgment and the pleas of her parents, raced over there as fast as she could, and arrived inside, panting and out of breath. She darted around the police officers, even as they called out to her, and threw the doors open.

"Alya?" she called worriedly. *Where could she be?*

Thumping and clashing sounded above her, so she dove into the elevator, frantically pressing the button to go up. All she could think was something along the lines of *I hope Alya's okay and I hope Chat Noir's okay and I hope Ladybug's okay and I really hope that I'll be okay*.

As soon as the doors opened, she burst into a stairway. Hearing another, louder crash, she forced her legs to move faster, eventually reaching a red door. She shoved it open, just in time to witness Alya rubbing her head while sitting on the ground, Ladybug and Chat Noir chiming their usual "pound it!". All three heads turned to look at her, due to how much force was used to push the door open.

"Alya!" she cried, brushing past the superheroes in favor of embracing her best friend. "Are you okay? What happened? I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you needed me!"

"I'm fine, girl!" she laughed, hugging her back. "Ladybug and Chat Noir saved the day! Ooh, speaking of them, I have to get my phone! Wait, where'd they go?"

The place where the duo had previously been standing was now bare, leaving the two girls by themselves. 

"I don't know, and at the moment I really don't care," Marinette said, grabbing Alya's arm to lift her to her feet. "We should go now, both of our parents are probably worried sick. And I'm pretty sure your sisters are worried, too."

"You're right," the Ladyblogger sighed, starting towards the exit with her friend leading her. "But you literally just ran past Chat Noir back there! You have a huge crush on him, right? You passed up a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity! What were you thinking? I can't be your wingman if you won't work with the stuff we got!"

"Well, because I didn't know if you were okay," the bluenette confessed. "It wasn't just your family who was worried, Alya. I was scared out of my mind for you. I know that this happens all the time now, and that it's always turned out fine in the end, but what if it didn't this time? What if my best friend was an evil supervillain for the rest of her life? I wanted to help. And besides, Chat Noir probably wouldn't go on a date with me, anyway. He has an identity to protect, after all."

"Aww, girl," Alya sniffed. "You're making me cry. Thank you so much! But I'll bet you anything that you and Chat Noir will end up together. Especially if I have anything to say about it! Just you wait, you'll see. And look on the bright side of today! You got to see him live and in person!"

"Yeah, and I almost knocked him down!" Marinette joked, laughing. By now they were on the first floor of the hotel, just reaching the entrance. As they were leaving, Marinette thought she saw a flash of blond hair turn the corner down the sidewalk, with a black thing floating just behind, but she quickly shook it off. She walked with Alya to her house, wanting to make sure she got there safely.

As it turned out, the Césaire family had been just about to call the authorities to retrieve their daughter, but were delighted to have her show up on her own, with her best friend, of course. They tried to get Marinette to stay for dinner, but she politely declined, saying that her parents wanted her home as soon as possible. Sure enough, when she made it back to the bakery, they enveloped her in a group hug.

But she couldn't stop thinking about something, even as she crawled into bed for the night. Maybe she really had seen someone with blond hair walk away from the hotel, including the floating black thing. If so, who (or what) was it? Her first thought of someone who had blond was Chloe, seeing as that was where she lived. The hair she'd seen had been shorter than hers, though, so that idea was scratched.

*What if it was Chat Noir?* was her immediate thought, but Marinette quickly discarded his name from her private mind investigation. He wore a mask and had a secret identity, which meant he wanted it to stay secret. So she would respect his wish to remain anonymous by not searching for clues.

And that was what concluded the day of the first time she saw the great Chat Noir in person.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Well, as you've seen, I've rewritten the episode just a smidge. I know I kind of did that last time too, and the next one is going to be somewhat the same thing. But don't worry, as soon as that's done I'll be moving on. I just have to get the story going first ;)
> 
> Blue


	3. The Evillustrator

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> The Evillustrator is here and taking Marinette on a birthday date. Oh look, there's Chat Noir! Wait, why is he grinning?

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Here I am, once again! The next chapter will be the last rewritten episode, I think. I hope. And then on we go! ;)

The second time she saw him was when she was in danger.

Nathaniel had been turned into the Evillustrator, and now he was in Marinette's bedroom. This was not how she expected her day to go, and she definitely didn't expect anyone to have a crush on her. Don't get her wrong, she was flattered, but he really wasn't her type.

"Please, Marinette, it'll just be you and me!" the Evillustrator pleaded, after handing her an invitation to his birthday party.

She was going to refuse, but a doodled exclamation mark on the card made her think otherwise. Well, that, and the fact that it was now a common, unspoken rule in Paris to just do whatever the akumatized villain told you to until Ladybug or Chat Noir showed up. But she had to work on a really important school project with Sabrina...

"Alright, I'll come," she agreed, making his eyes brighten as he jumped to his feet. Before he could say anything, however, she held up a hand to silence him. "But only on one condition: leave Chloe and anyone else you have a vendetta against alone. I simply cannot bear violence."

Maybe that last part was stretching it a bit, considering she was rather good at violent video games, but she really did hate seeing people get hurt. Even if one of those people was Chloe.

"Done! Meet me at the Notre Dame, after sundown. You won't regret it!"

And with that, he quickly sketched a jetpack and zipped through her erased window. Marinette was really hoping Ladybug's special power would fix that. For now, she would just try to relax and-

A buzz from her phone almost startled her out of her wits. After taking a few calming breaths, she picked it up to see who had texted her. Sabrina. So much for relaxing. She sighed and stood up from her chaise, making her way down the stairs and to the apartment door. When she opened it, she was greeted with the sight of the very... friend... she was going to start looking for.

"Sabrina!" she cried, bringing a hand to her chest. "You scared me for a second there! I saw your messages, and I was totally going to call you!"

"Oh, really? I mean, I knew you would! I even did your geometry homework for you!" the redhead said, shoving a blue folder into Marinette's hands.

"You- you didn't have to do that, really," Marinette stammered, trying to give it back.

Chloe's former best friend seemed to droop, so she sighed again and took it back with a smile. That perked her back up, though the bluenette had no idea why. She was probably used to doing things like that, so maybe she was just looking for approval or something. Whatever the case, Marinette was so not looking forward to ditching her tonight.

"So, do you want to go to the library and work on the project?" Sabrina asked hopefully.

Oh dear.

"Look, Sabrina, this really isn't the best time, because you see, I actually have something really important to do tonight, and-"

"Oh, well you know who else uses that excuse?" she suddenly interrupted, looking a little upset. "Chloe! I'm beginning to see how similar you two are!"

She grabbed the folder and started walking away sadly.

"I can't believe I did your geometry homework for you," she whispered, just loud enough for Marinette to hear.

"No, wait! Sabrina! I can work on the project tomorrow!" she cried out desperately, but received no response. She was just about to go after her when Chat Noir lit(t)erally dropped down in front of her. She jumped into the air with a screech, her hands flying up to frame her face in weird positions. 

"Whoa, calm down," he said with a chuckle. "I'm here to keep you safe! And it looks like I came just in time to save you from that girl's claws. Get it? Claws? And I haven't even introduced myself yet, I'm-"

"Chat Noir!" she blurted out, interrupting him. "I know, you kind of save Paris all the time? I-I'm Marinette!"

He grinned at her short little ramble, then he bent down in a bow and kissed her hand, which made her freeze up with a blush blooming on her cheeks. 

"Well, Princess, as I was saying, Ladybug has assigned me to watch over you while you're on that birthday date of yours. It's bad news, and I, as your new knight in shining armor, will happily protect you from Hawk Moth's akuma."

He called her Princess!! And Chat Noir?! As her knight in shining armor?! She was about to have a heart attack. She couldn't screw this up! Maybe if she played it cool, he'd want to hang out sometime! 

"Oh, uh, yeah! Th-thanks for coming and, uh, stuff. Um, the Evillustrator won't hurt anybody, because I promised him I-I'd go on a date with him tonight in exchange for his not g-going after Chloe. So, yeah."

Yep. Totally nailed it. Alya would be so proud of her for not fainting! Or dying. Because she definitely felt like she could die of happiness in that moment.

"Good thinking!" the superhero praised her, and for one terrifying second Marinette thought that he could actually read her mind, before she realized that he was talking about the Evillustrator incident. "Where are you two lovebirds going on this special date?"

"We are NOT lovebirds," she denied immediately, blushing furiously. She really didn't want her crush thinking she had a crush on someone else. And, for some reason, Chat Noir looked strangely pleased at her declaration.

"Oh?" was all he said, his green cat eyes curious. 

"But, um, he told me to m-meet him at Notre Dame after s-sundown," she stammered.

"Alright, I guess I'll see you then, Princess," he grinned, winking at her and kissing her hand before he leapt away.

She stared at his retreating figure bouncing over the rooftops, and when it disappeared she groaned and covered her burning face with her hands. She would not be able to handle being in close proximity to him tonight, especially if he kept acting all knightly and calling her "Princess."

Marinette was so dead.


	4. An Invitation

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> The Evillustrator is defeated, so Chat Noir offers to take Marinette home.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Hey peeps! This chapter is the longest so far, I think, so I hope you like that. Like I've said, this is the last of the rewritten episode things, which means we'll be getting into more MariChat and stuff pretty soon. Yay!

"You came!" the Evillustrator exclaimed in surprise, the time of their "date" having finally arrived.

"Of course, I wouldn't go back on my word," Marinette responded with a smile.

He grinned happily, eagerly jumping down from his perch to walk beside her and sit on a bench he had sketched. Her stomach was a knot of nerves, and she really, really hoped that it would all be over soon. She hated leading Nathaniel on like this, even if he wouldn't remember anything when Ladybug purified his akuma.

The next few minutes were sat out in awkward silence, but as their boat passed under a bridge, Marinette was sure that she caught a glimpse of Chat Noir moving through the dark. The Evillustrator started playing music with his sketching tablet, which startled her and made her let out a little "eep!" sound in surprise.

"Oh, sorry," he said in embarrassment, immediately halting his action. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"No no, it's okay!" she cried, waving her hands frantically. "I was just a bit surprised, that's all. It's really pretty."

"You think so?" he asked, perking up and lifting his stylus, ready to continue.

She nodded at his grin, prompting him to begin again. 

"I, uh, actually draw a little myself," she told him, after a few more minutes of listening to the music he was sketching.

"I'm sure you're very good," he agreed, looking delighted that she was attempting to make conversation. "Would- would you like to try?" 

He held out his stylus for her to take, and she did so with a pleased smile. As soon as it was safely in her hand, however, she quickly scrambled up from her seat, feeling guilty at the shocked look the Evillustrator had on his face.

"Chat Noir! Now!" she called, but winced at the Evillustrator's betrayed eyes.

The signature silver baton of the cat-themed hero extended to hold and block the akuma's movements, revealing the presence of one half of the superhero crime fighting duo, who was wearing a victorious smirk as he looked down at his trapped prey. 

"Marinette, I thought you liked me!" the akuma cried, hurt and angry. "But now I see that you're just like Chloe. Teasing me, mocking me, leading me on! You've broken your promise, so now I'll break mine!"

"Seriously? Why is everyone comparing me to Chloe tonight?" she huffed. "And technically, I did keep my promise! I came, didn't I? I am sorry though, for doing this to you, Nathaniel."

"I'm not Nathaniel!" the Evillustrator roared, the typical move for akumas to make. Before he could kick away the staff trapping him, Chat Noir retracted it, quickly placed it on his back, and jumped down to grip his wrists behind his back, all in one motion. Of course, Hawk Moth's sign flared up, prompting his power puppet to struggle, but the superhero kept a tight hold on him.

"Don't worry, Princess, I've already called Ladybug, so she'll be here any second now," Chat Noir told Marinette with a wink, grinning at her. "And by the way, great job."

*Don't look at me like that!* she yelled at him internally, but smiled back shyly instead of shouting at him. "Th-thanks."

A soft thump drew everyone's attention to Ladybug, having arrived almost immediately. 

"Good evening, m'Lady!" Chat Noir greeted her. "The akuma is in his stylus."

The bug-themed heroine nodded, sparing a glance at Marinette as she made her way over to the squirming supervillain in her partner's hold. She quickly went through her usual motions, which made Marinette gape in wonder at seeing it all up close. Soon enough it was over, with Nathaniel restored and everything else righted. 

Unfortunately, that also made the boat they were on disappear, though luckily the superheroes grabbed the two civilians and swung them to safety before anyone could drop into the river. Without another word, Ladybug took off like she normally did, leaving Chat Noir, Nathaniel, and Marinette standing together.

"Well, I guess I should be getting you two home," Chat Noir said with a shrug. "Anyone want a ride?"

"N-No, I'm good," Nathaniel stammered. "I-I'll just walk home from here. Thanks a-anyway."

The redheaded artist then ran off, with the other two blinking in surprise at his rather hurried departure. The superhero turned to Marinette with a grin, bowing and holding out his hand to her.

"That just leaves you and me, Princess," he purred. "Allow your knight in shining armor to escort you to your palace."

"N-No, you don't have to!" she squeaked, blushing. "I-I can walk!"

She did want to hang out with him, to get to know him and finally justify her crush on him, but she also didn't want to inconvenience him, and he probably had to go to his home soon, but he was asking...

"Of course not," he snorted. "Like I've been saying, you are a princess, and I am your knight. And what kind of knight would I be if I let you wander the streets of Paris at night without any company? Besides, I already know where you live, so it isn't a problem. So what do you say? Will you let me take you home?"

Ugh. Darn his persistence. Even if it was what she had secretly wanted to happen.

"I don't see why not," she sighed, the first relatively calm sentence she had ever spoken to him. He just made it so hard for her to think when he was acting all knightly and chivalrous. Or when he was only looking at her. 

"Great!" he exclaimed, eyes gleaming. Without any further ado, he swept her into his arms and sprang onto the rooftops. She let out a shriek and flung her arms around his neck, squeezing her eyes shut while praying that he didn't drop her and that they wouldn't fall. Logically she knew that he had plenty of experience and definitely wouldn't let her fall, but who wouldn't be scared when someone picks them up and starts jumping through the night sky?

Thankfully, the ride didn't seem to take very long, because soon enough they had come to a stop. Marinette cracked open her eyelids to the sight of Chat Noir smothering a laugh. Letting out a huff, she pried her arms away from him and crossed them. He then gently set her down, onto her balcony.

"Thanks," she muttered, no longer entirely celebrating his mere presence. What? He tried to kill her! Well, not exactly, but it felt he had. Plus, the magic and mystery of him had kind of worn off. Not all of it, of course, he was a magical superhero, after all.

"Anytime, Princess," he declared, bowing dramatically.

Against her better judgment, a little giggle escaped her lips. She slapped her hands over her mouth, blushing furiously and hoping he hadn't heard. His twinkling eyes and Cheshire grin told her otherwise. He looked very pleased with himself, she noted, and silently wondered why.

"Uh, do you, um, want to come in?" she asked hesitantly, gesturing towards the trap door leading to her room. It'd be rude not to invite him inside, she reasoned, considering all he'd done for her that night.

"Sure!" he replied, smiling wider as he followed her through.

Oh yeah, she was dead. And Alya would kill her again once she found out what happened.


	5. A Cat's Window to Happiness

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Chat Noir has found that hanging out with Marinette makes him happy.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Eek! Sorry this took so long to get out! Gah, and it's kinda short, too... I had motivation block. Hopefully the next chapter will be out sooner. Oh, and if you guys have some suggestions of what could happen, please comment! It makes me so happy when I see kudos and comments <3

Chat Noir had expected the newest akuma to be the same as all the others. And it was, in a way. He just hadn't expected to be protecting a cute girl, have help from said girl, or end up in her room. But here he was, and overall he felt like this night might be the best night of his life. Because with how his father was, how often did he really get to meet new friends? 

So far, he really liked her. She was cute, her personality was bubbly, she was adorably clumsy, her stuttering was endearing, and honestly he could just keep listing things. But above all, making her giggle was his favorite. Her laugh was amazing! Making her blush was a close second, especially since it seemed to happen quite often. 

He didn't have much experience with crushes, but he was fairly certain he had a big one on Marinette. The only other times he could compare this kind of thing to was when he (very) briefly thought about dating Chloe and the short expanse of time when he was infatuated with Ladybug. Don't get him wrong, Chloe was still his best (and basically only) friend, and Ladybug was an awesome partner, even if she was a bit timid and cowardly, but the couple of hours or so he'd spent with Marinette so far had been different, to say the least. 

And he felt more like himself with her than he did with anyone else in his life. The only other person he could really open up to was Ladybug, and Chloe, to an extent. When Marinette invited him into her room, he had taken it as an opportunity to both flirt with her and get to know her better. Once they had really started talking, she seemed to lose what nervousness she had and became incredibly sassy, fun to banter with and tease. And he was enjoying himself immensely.

"Seriously, why can't you just remember my name?" she huffed. "I mean, it's kind of cute and all, but I am definitely not a princess!"

"Of course you are!" he argued. "And besides, the litter-al fact that you think it's cute is enough for me to keep calling you that."

"Well, in that case, I guess I'll just have to find something to call you by," she retorted.

"You do know that Chat Noir isn't my real name, right?" he laughed. "I'm pretty sure it falls under the category of nicknames."

"But all of Paris calls you that! I need a special one to call you, assuming I see you again." 

That last part made her frown a little, which gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. She wanted him to come back!

"Well? I'm listening!" he prompted her, grinning. She perked back up, eyes filled with happiness, giving his stomach a flop. Gah, what was this girl doing to his insides?!

"I think I'll just call you my kitten," she answered after a short pause, blushing a little as she smiled at him. And there went his heart. 

"Oh, and how, exactly, am I yours?" he teased, but of course he secretly loved it.

"It's not every day a stray cat walks up to me, you know. And since this one decided to stay for bit, I've decided to adopt him."

"Really? And what makes you so sure that he won't run off?"

"Cats tend to hang around if you feed them. Speaking of food, do you want a some kind of pastry or something? You look hungry."

"That does sound nice, yeah. You do know that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, don't you?"

"I've been told that every day of my life. Wait here, I'll be right back."

As she disappeared through her trap door, he let out a happy sigh, his green eyes sparkling with contentment. He wasn't really used to being pampered like this. Sure, he was a spoiled little rich kid, but that wasn't the same. This way was infinitely better.

**Author's Note:**

> Sorry, I know it's a short chapter to start with. I was just way too excited about posting it! As for when the next one will be out, I have no idea. I'll try to make it longer, so it'll probably take a little while. I'd love to hear what you think!
> 
> Blue


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